Changsheng: I can sell everything

The Delusion-Breaking Sword comes out, wishing to cut down all delusion in the world.

At this moment, in Song Ciwan's eyes, Zhang Tian seemed to be a collection of dense delusions.The blade swayed through the gap between this world and the next world, like an antelope hanging horns, and a white horse passing through the gap.

"what--"

Zhang Tian only had time to yell, and even he seemed to have only uttered half of this exclamation, and the whole person suddenly stood there in a daze, without sound or other movement.

Snapped!
The soft whip in his hand fell to the ground.

On Wangjiang Mountain, someone pointed to Song Ciwan: "This person is in the other world, but he wants to swing a knife at the people of this world. Could it be that he has lost his head?"

As soon as the voice fell, the last word "le" coincided with the sound of Zhang Tian's soft whip falling.

The pointing person's expression froze suddenly, and everyone around him was silent.

After a while, Zhang Tian still stood where he was, as if he had become a wooden stake.

Under the display of the light curtain, I saw that the swordsman in black put away his knife.

"He" continued to make formulas with the other hand, and the Ganlin mantra continued to flow.

Looking at the top of the river, someone coughed lightly and said: "This swordsman seems to be a warrior, but his Ganlin Curse is really superb. Which family's disciples can not only have not weak martial skills, but also have a strong hand? Healing spells, this person has some secrets in him."

The next moment, Zhong Qing, the elder of the Seven Stars Gate, shouted angrily: "You bastard, how dare you!"

In the light curtain, the black-clothed swordsman cast the Rain Curse with one hand, and a point on the ground with the other hand, and those little black bugs jumped up one after another.

The bugs vibrated their wings and flew down to Zhang Tian.

Zhang Tian still didn't move. He really became a "wooden man".

The black worm covered his body and devoured his flesh and blood, but he didn't respond.

He obviously didn't seem to be dead, but his soul and his thoughts were already dead.

The broken sword never cuts the physical body, but the spiritual will, the delusional thoughts of the people!

The stronger Zhang Tian's delusions were, the more simply his spirit "dead".

He "died", so his skin became an empty shell, which was eaten by black insects, but in the blink of an eye, the skin was also eaten and sucked dry by the insects, turning into a piece of dry bones.

Tiandi Scale collected a mass of dead energy: [Dead energy, the death of a martial artist who was born in the second-turn enlightenment state, one catty and two taels, can be traded. 】

With a bang, the dry bones shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

The group of black worms obtained this food and reproduced rapidly.

With a flick of Song Ciwan's fingers, countless black insects fluttered and flew up, like one after another of dark clouds passing by, and flew towards the other people who were still fighting with the martial artists of Hongsheng Martial Arts——

Most of the warriors who followed Zhang Tian couldn't react at all. They were entangled by the warriors, and they didn't even have time to notice Zhang Tian's death.

Then, at the next moment, a martial artist suddenly cried out in pain: "Ah!"

The black worms flew over like a cloud in the wind.

In the distance, fireworks to greet the New Year are accidentally launched into the sky, and the gorgeous fireworks on earth and the stars in the sky complement each other.

In an instant, the fireworks dissipated again.

In the Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall, the martial artists who had won a great victory looked at the empty opponents in front of them, and didn't know whether to be surprised or frightened.

Niu Lao Liu also stood there dumbfounded.

Clouds of dead air and invisible air continued to rise into the sky, most of which were caused by Song Ciwan, and the scales of heaven and earth automatically emerged to collect all the air.

There are also some qi that have no obvious causal relationship with Song Ciwan, and the Tiandi scale cannot be collected directly, so Song Ciwan raised his hand to capture them.

The Ganlin Curse stopped, the two girls turned their backs to each other, the tail of the snake swayed slightly, and a slightly puzzled expression appeared on their beautiful faces at the same time, as if they were still a little bit cute.

They couldn't speak, they lost their eyes, and they couldn't even make any obvious big expressions on their faces.

But this kind of delicacy was still conveyed, and Song Ciwan could even feel their comfort and comfort at this moment.

The mantra of sweet rain soothed all their pains. Although they could never return to their former appearance, the two girls didn't seem to care about it.

They have endured so much suffering in this world, that even a little bit of sweetness can make them feel extremely happy and happy.

The army of black worms completed their task and retreated like a tide. Song Ci Wan opened the five poison tanks and put the insects back into the tank.

The weight of the five poison jars in Song Ciwan's hands became heavier and heavier. When all the black worms were returned, Song Ciwan even had the illusion that the weight of the five poison jars was beyond her grasp with one hand.

Perhaps this is not an illusion.

The level of the five poison pots is limited, and these black worms have reproduced and evolved many times just now, and they are already going to exceed the limit that the five poison pots can withstand!
Song Ciwan directly put the five-poison jars into his cave, and used the power of the cave to suppress the insects in the jar.

After doing this, she wandered around to observe the surrounding scenes.

It was at this moment that the expressions of the two young girls, who were still looking content just now, suddenly changed.

There was a hollow, unspeakable pain on their faces.

The starry sky is still the same starry sky, and the fireworks in the distance are still blooming from time to time. The pain on the faces of the two girls is like a split shadow puppet, tearing off the curtain and suddenly staged.

On Wangjiang Mountain, Zhong Qing lost his composure to stand up because of Zhang Tian's death. He refused to admit that Zhang Tian was a disciple of the Seven Stars Sect, but when Zhang Tian was directly killed by terrifying means in full view of the public, his Anger is no longer concealed.

Seeing the pain on the faces of the two girls, Zhong Qing sneered suddenly: "The bottle is broken and people die, does this idiot just talk about it? If you say it, you will die, and you will die."

In the martial arts arena, Song Ciwan also thought of this.

The curse of bottle breaking and death is not so easy to break. Even if the treatment of Ganlin Curse can heal their injuries, it obviously cannot save their lives.

Seeing cracks that looked like broken porcelain suddenly appear on the smooth skin of the two girls, Song Ciwan rushed in front of them.

The people in the martial arts arena couldn't see Song Ciwan's existence, but the monks frowned while looking at the river and mountains: "Is this person still not giving up?"

In the blink of an eye, the black-clothed swordsman in the light curtain suddenly turned his hand back, and held up a few shiny and restrained small yuan beads in his palm.

Someone said in disbelief: "Yuan Shouzhu! Could it be that he wants to..."

On the martial arts arena, Song Ciwan didn't hesitate at all, and directly used the breath-absorbing technique, and fed the two Yuanshou beads to the two girls with a snap of his fingers.

The Yuanshou Pearl melted in the mouth, and after falling into the stomachs of the two, their empty eye sockets suddenly opened wide at the same time.

Their pain disappeared!

The cracks on the skin also stopped spreading. The Ganlin Curse can only heal injuries, but cannot save lives. Yuanshouzhu is a real life-saving wonder!

One Yuanshou bead is equal to one year's lifespan. Song Ciwan fed them each one and didn't stop, she popped out Yuanshou beads one after another.

Whoosh whoosh!Yuan Shouzhu fell straight into the mouths of the two girls, and the monks on Wangjiang Mountain were heartbroken: "Violent waste! Violent waste! This person, this person is such a waste! Hateful, really hateful..."

It wasn't until the two girls were fed five Yuanshou beads each, and a total of ten Yuanshou beads were consumed, that Song Ciwan thoughtfully stopped.

She stopped, of course, not because she heard the scolding from the monks on Wangjiang Mountain, but because she sensed that the two girls had reached the limit of their tolerance for the Yuanshou Pearl.

A mortal body cannot bear too many such strange things.

Extending their lives for five years is already the best Yuan Shouzhu can do.

Song Ciwan stopped his hands, but saw two extremely dense, golden auras that shone slightly in the pure white, rising from the heads of the two girls.

The scale of heaven and earth appeared, and collected these two groups of energy by itself: [Chunhualu, the belief that the world is extremely bitter, sincere, and born in a desperate situation, five catties and six taels, can be traded. 】

[Chunhualu, the belief that is extremely bitter, sincere, and born in a desperate place in the world, can be sold for five catties and six taels of money. 】

……

Qi accumulated into dew, weighing more than five catties!